people at work: wow, you are always in such a good mood, how do you do that?
me, an actually cranky, apathetic, trainwreck human: it’s called manners, susan.
“do not mistake composure for ease”
I may be able to keep my composure, but don’t FOR ONE SECOND assume that it means I’m always cool, calm, or unable to kick your fucking ass in a heartbeat.
Fight me, bitch.
I felt this on a cellular level